Creation Era, Year 211.

Late autumn.

The two-race war, dormant for over a hundred and fifty years, crashed forth once more under the will of the ’Creator Saint’ Hong Yuan.

The sky fell, the earth split, the sun and moon lost light, stars dimmed.

The Tao Achievement artifacts collided.

Star Lord Divine Appearance and Great Emperor Phantom mingled chaotically.

Demon Qi and Intent intertwined with Human Qi and Intent...

The arrival of this war not only caught the Human Race’s Emperor’s sons and daughters by surprise, but also the Demon Clan masters.

No one knew what the Creator Saint was contemplating, but they all sensed the aura of the ultimate showdown.

This time, the Creator Saint was determined, intent on sweeping everything aside?!

Overlord versus Empress.

Saint Lord versus Elder.

Quasi-Emperor versus Quasi-Emperor...

As always, the fierce collisions arose once again.

On the front line, the war erupted.

Blood rain poured down, formations were chaotic.

Emperor Artifact blasted out, wails echoed, universal mourning.

"Is this the great turmoil?" Xuanxi’s eyes revealed shock.

She fully exploded, barely protecting herself.

In such an intense battlefield, only a Quasi-Emperor could stand out and lead.

The Great Saints and Saints were formidable in other arenas.

But here, they fell utterly short!

Xuanxi personally experienced the all-out explosion of the two-race war, feeling a dormant power within her slowly awakening.

Her strength rapidly rose!

But still, it was not enough, far from enough.

Even if she reached the Great Saint Realm, could she sway the battle?

She watched the Overlord fighting multiple foes, invincible, and felt admiration.

"Die!" Flower Yingying’s white hair fluttered, sword Qi spanning thousands of miles, illuminating the world.

She sliced the sky open with her sword, but the Overlord easily blocked it.

Yet the Overlord’s fist force cyclone pushed her and Li Ziping to the brink, forcing them to unite in resistance.

Behind the Demon Clan army, two ancient Demon willpowers closely monitored the battle between the Overlord and the two Empresses.

Behind the Human Race army, Shang Yaoqin, keeping watch, focused equally on the Overlord’s battle with the two Empresses.

Shang Yaoqin also sensed the aura of the ultimate showdown!

"So, does He suspect my race plans to flee to the Outer Heavens, unwilling to let my race, or rather, me, escape so easily?" Shang Yaoqin narrowed her eyes.

Her highly focused mind glanced at the sky, seemingly piercing through the Nine Heavens, directly gazing at the World Devouring Demon Lord dominating the Black Heaven.

No matter what, as the Human Race Destiny, she, Shang Yaoqin, was the only one qualified to be compared with the World Devouring Demon Lord.

In her place, she wouldn’t let herself lead the Human Race to easily escape to the Outer Heavens.

After all, the Outer Heavens represented the unknown, the infinite.

Perhaps the Human Race there would become lowly as ants, or perhaps become noble as gods.

Anything was possible!

And the World Devouring Demon Lord, whom Shang Yaoqin kept in mind, was at that moment lying calmly on His throne, overlooking the war from above the Black Heaven.

"Humans and demons are mere trivialities."

"Eternal life is my pursuit."

Regardless of whether Human Race or Demon Clan, He had always adopted whichever was useful.

Because His essence was as an Extraterrestrial Demon!

The Human Race could flee to the Outer Heavens, paving a path to new worlds for Him. Perhaps He could return to His original world through the Human Race’s channel...

Yet the act of leading the Human Race to flee to the Outer Heavens required either the presence of Phoenix Creek Hong Yuan or the Demon Sword Bo Qing!

Only then could His interests be maximized.

Thus, Shang Yaoqin and the Emperor’s sons and daughters must be weakened.

He needed to elevate the influence of Phoenix Creek Hong Yuan or Demon Sword Bo Qing within the Human Race!

...

On the battlefield.

Blood rain poured from the skies, endless magical confrontations.

The sounds of slaughter, uproar, and roars shook the heavens, and this world, fully boiled over.

Saints, once revered centuries ago, fell like cut grass, never to rise again.

The earth veins chaotic!

Space shattered!

The boundless Great Unity Windstorm arose!

Not only were the Human Race and Demon Clan armies driven to madness, even the Martial World seemed caught in an... ecstatic frenzy?!

Shang Yaoqin watched the reappearance of the blood and flesh grindstone, especially the flourishing of the Purple-gold Demon Banner Tree, her eyes flickered with uncertain light.

"Should I make a move, to lure ’Him’ out?" Shang Yaoqin’s thoughts churned with endless possibilities.

In truth, Shang Yaoqin’s heart still harbored some unrealistic fantasies.

On the one hand, she wanted to act to lure the Xuan Guangqiao to the Northern Region of the Divine Continent, thus suppressing Xuan Guangqiao with Human Qi and Intent and the will of the earth.

On the other hand, her actions aimed to cover the Human Race’s better retreat.

Preserve people, lose territory, both shall be saved.

Preserve territory, lose people, both shall be lost!

Though outwardly unmoving as a mountain, within Shang Yaoqin, unseen turmoil boiled over.

Her eyes clear, her flesh crystalline, the realm released by her Emperor black robe enveloped her, emitting immortal brilliance! 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Upon sensing the Demon Clan army’s relentless determination to fight to the death, finally, she resolved to act.

Because in the current Martial World, with the World Devouring Demon Lord’s command, even if the Demon Clan army was defeated, it could quickly return.

But the Human Race could not!

"Rustle..."

Shang Yaoqin stepped out, and behind her, divine light suddenly shone brilliantly.